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Tuesday, September 3, 2013

PF Snake

The PF Snake

‘How was school today?’ I asked Nawiti.

‘Awful,’ she said, with a little sob.
‘I cried and cried.’

‘Oh dear,’ I said, putting my arm
around her. ‘What happened.’

‘It was in the playground during
morning break,’ she sniffed, ‘when suddenly one of the boys shouted SNAKE! and then all the boys picked up
sticks and stones and beat a little snake to death. It was terrible! Why did
they do it Grandpa?’

‘What do you think?’

‘I think they did it because they are
nasty little creatures!’

‘What, snakes?’

‘No, the boys! Why are boys such nasty
little creatures, Grandpa?’

‘It’s not the boys’ fault,’ I said.
‘It’s because they’re scared of snakes.’

‘But why are they so scared?’

‘It wasn’t always so,’ I admitted.
‘There was a time when we used to live in harmony with the animals of the
forest. That’s how it was a hundred years ago in the little village of Zed. Some of the
animals from the forest even used to come and live in the village. The wild
dogs became tame, and used to help with hunting. Spiders and lizards came to
eat the mosquitoes and flies. Everybody lived happily together. Although there
was a problem with the rats who would come to steal food.’

‘That was not so good,’ said Nawiti.

‘Not at all,’ I agreed. ‘People wasted
too much time chasing rats. Then one day a great python from the forest
appeared in the village and said Rats are
my favorite food, let me stay in your village and your rat problem will be
over.’

‘And were their problems over?’

‘Oh yes. Anytime the python found a
rat he just swallowed it whole. So he soon became a popular friend of the
people. Everybody call him PF, although nobody was quite sure whether PF meant
Popular Friend or Python of the Forest.’

‘So everybody was now happy?’
suggested Nawiti.

‘It was not a happy time,’ I replied
sadly. ‘It was the time when people were becoming very unhappy with their
chief, a fat and greedy fellow called Nyamasoya. He would take the people’s
beer for his own beer parties and take their cows to buy more wives for himself.’

‘So the people became annoyed?’

‘Of course. But the Python from the
Forest knew how to take advantage of the situation. While people were sleeping
he would go round whispering in people’s ears, saying I am your popular friend PF, I got rid of the rats for you and now I
can get rid of Nyamasoya! Vote for me and I shall swallow him whole! Shush!
Don’t kubeba! Just vote for me! ’

‘And did they?’ wondered Nawiti.

‘Oh yes. The PF was elected Chief and
immediately assumed the grand title of His Excellency the Greatest Python from
the Forest and Swallower of the Enemies of the People.’

‘And did he swallow all the enemies of
the people?’

‘Oh yes. He completely encircled
Nyamasoya, and then slowly swallowed him. He had indigestion for three weeks.’

‘But wasn’t he supposed to put
Nyamasoya before a judge?’

‘He had already swallowed all the
judges and replaced them with parrots.’

‘Wasn’t that against the law?’

‘He made the law himself!’

‘How did he do that?’

‘He swallowed all the opposition
members of parliament!’

‘Was that allowable under the
constitution?’

‘He’d already swallowed the
constitution!’

‘Couldn’t he be prosecuted?’

‘He swallowed the prosecutor!’

‘So there wasn’t a prosecutor?’

‘He replaced him with a snake!’

‘Oh dear,’ said Nawiti sadly, ‘He had
seemed to be such a well meaning python, but now he was swallowing everybody!’

‘Not everybody,’ I explained. ‘Only
those with power. Soon the Python from the Forest had all the power to himself,
and nobody could challenge him. All the institutions of the state had been
swallowed. The police force was completely swallowed, and replaced by a pack of
mindless hyenas.’

‘Did he really have to eat everything?’

‘The appetite for power is a form of
gluttony. The more the python eats, the more he wants to eat. Until all its
competitors for power have been swallowed.’

‘So what happens then? What other
power can it feed upon when the only power remaining is itself?’

‘That is the inevitable and tragic
part of the story,’ I replied sadly. ‘There was nothing left for it to attack. The
monster now had no choice but to turn upon itself. The internal organs of the
python begin to fight each other for power. The little brain, the Dotty, tried
to get more power over the mouth in order to get more food for itself. But
greedy mouth, the Kabika, now reached down towards the Great Belly of the
Monster, the GBM. The GBM desperately reached up to the heart to seek
protection, but found nothing there but a spitting cobra. As the python writhed
in the agony of its own self destruction, its swallowed victims escaped from
its torn belly. And so, after the agonies of the PF dictatorship, the village
of Zed returned to normal.’

‘Ooh,’ said Nawiti, ‘what a relief!’

‘And ever since then,’ I explained,
‘people have always been frightened of snakes, even when they look quite
innocent and peaceful. Tell me, as those boys were killing the snake, what were
they shouting?’

‘I’m not sure,’ she said. ‘It sounded
like they were chanting Piss Off! Piss
Off!’

1 comment:

lol Cant wait for that time and I quote "As the python writhed in the agony of its own self destruction, its swallowed victims escaped from its torn belly. And so, after the agonies of the PF dictatorship, the village of Zed returned to normal." end of quote. Yet again will the village of Zed ever have anything better than the popular friend(PF) maybe we should try Naturally Refreshed People (NAREP)